I'm nineteen
Tryna get my pipe dream
June's coming and I feel like that I might scream
Before I know it here we're coming to the thirteenth day
I may have to eat this cake
Now you see me singing happy birthday to me
Got the gift of 40 hours and a couple of drinks
So I've moved out of my parents got my own crib with keys
Now if I'm paying my own rent I don't like feeling free
Okay
Now you see me screaming that I just made a wish
And that wish was I would blow up so the candles still lit
Because this isn't coming true yet but I'm waiting for it
But if it's just not meant to be I'll keep my ignorance bliss
So I'm jaded
Cause every year the child in me's fading
While every day I see growth's overrated
And work has my days feel copy and pasted
Oh whoa
And I hate it
Twenty
My chest is getting empty
I'll beg God to take me back when I was sixteen
I hated school but at least I didn't stress as much
Or have to buy my own lunch
Now you see me singing happy birthday to me
I can't help but sit here missing when I lived like a teen
Cause I was living with my parents didn't stress bout a thing
Now I need to wake up get out of bed and stop the daydream
Okay
Now you see me singing "happy birthday" it's great
Tell me "welcome to your 20's here's a ton on your plate"
Well I'm feeling overwhelmed to where I cannot think straight
Now I'm gonna take a nap I got too much on my brain
So I'm fading
And working every day simply is waiting
Counting down the seconds till the day ends
Can everybody with me out and say it
Oh whoa
We hate it
We hate it
We hate it
Now you see me singing happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me (we hate it)
Now you see me singing happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me (we hate it)